Yet another night out after a Japanese dinner with one of our favourite couples, Andrew and Ee Von, though with a slightly different (but just as lively) group this time around. Quite a spontaneous one it was, ignited by a simple comment on Facebook, which eventually led to a full-blown conversation —— yes, it does take quite a bit to plan a night out these days as most of us left our spontaneity and boundless energy back in university (and the respective countries and cities where said universities are situated). The highlight of the night though, has definitely got to be this,
—— FINALLY, an actual picture together!
I love this woman —— we’ve so many things in common with each other but yet, we’re still so different. I’ve known her for a significant number of years now and believe it or not, we met and grew our friendship entirely online, most of the time (in the earlier years) in the enchanted world of Azeroth, fighting side by side with her launching Saronite arrows whilst I played with pyromancy. Good, good times.
And we’re apparently considered to be the Black Plague of Facebook posts, according to a dear friend of ours, as any post we touch (or in this case, comment on) tends to evolve into a full, fifty comment-long conversation. I’d like to see it as a good thing though, fostering active communication and involvement amongst peers and bringing people even closer together. Mm.
With Jade and her beau, another lovely couple, whom we went on a double date with the following weekday, German food this time around.
Didn’t manage to get a decent (ie. clear) picture with my female partner in crime when it comes to nights out —— she goes by the name of Ee Von, in case you haven’t already figured it out —— that night though, which is practically blasphemous. All the more to have subsequent nights out then!
You can only dance so much before your feet start to ache and you’d then want to wrap the night up and swap those beautiful but deadly five inches for trusty flip-flops (completely out of place without a doubt, but surely seemed like the best decision to make at 5am in the morning) to take you down the road for some much-needed supper of roasted pork noodles at a local hawker’s in the city centre, quietly tucked away in a small lane past the hustle and bustle of the KL nightlife. Bliss.
I think they make a mighty fine couple.
Post-lunch, we headed to another cafe to meet a few other friends, where I indulged in lots of sunshine, a banana and yoghurt blend, and a lemon meringue.
Good food and equally as good company —— what more can you ask for?